Chapter 247 - 247 228 The Origin

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247: Chapter 228: The Origin 247: Chapter 228: The Origin If life had colors, the first half of Lei Huoren’s life would probably be pure black with a touch of white. “…..You guys, are even slower than I expected.” In front of him was a special agent captain from the neighboring district, and behind him a person of the same rank. In the shadows, there was an infiltrator… Three captains and two elite team members had been deployed against Lei Huoren, a “ordinary member.” He was probably at the peak of his life. “Although it seems superfluous, I’ll ask one last time, are you willing to surrender? For old He’s sake, I won’t hurt you, and I can even plead for you,” said the captain, who he had only met once. Old He? Oh, does he mean Captain He Ming? It’s only been two months, but his memory of him seems so blurry… Lei Huoren looked calm, his mood as relaxed as ever, subconsciously looking towards the Pillar of Heaven not far away. He remembered that his old captain, He Ming, was a good man, and then he died. “Huh, where were you when the old captain died?” Captain He was a qualified captain. When the backbone of Special Service Team Three fell into the Secret Realm, he rose to resist… then he was smashed to death on the rubble of the arena, and was amongst the first to be hung up on the Tree of Life. Lei Huoren’s calm statement made the others’ faces turn ugly. Everything that’s happening now is a rerun of that event two months ago. At that time, several special agent teams in the Zion District were almost wiped out, paying a heavy price. But now is not the time to reflect. “….This is not a reason for betrayal. You should know that we all have our limits.” Police and combat power are always limited, and there will always be a moment when an infinite number of catastrophes cannot be saved. “Therefore, an order without power is meaningless… I’ve given you so much time, the encirclement has been formed, why haven’t you attacked yet?” Lei Huoren was as calm as ever, aware that about two hundred meters to his left was a sniper and behind him a scout. Three captains were in position, their hands all holding fatal weapons. His overwhelming composure made Captain Liu, who was leading the charge, a little hesitant. “One last time, give us a chance, and also give yourself a chance. You have a family, too. You don’t want her to bear the shame of having a criminal relative.” For the first time, Lei Huoren laughed. “Her? She’s grown up. I don’t need to be constrained anymore. Since she also made a choice, she only needs to bear the consequences. My departure is a good thing for both me and her.” He calmly glanced at the sniper in the distance, then continued to speak. “Liu Erlong, his father Liu Erdao once served as the Deputy Director of the Bureau of Anomaly Management, then he pledged loyalty to Brother Tu’s alliance. Now he’s a seventh-tier Great Priest, he is the wealthiest philanthropist in our city, tax-free kind. When he does something wrong, the special agents can only warn him.” His calm words revealed the helpless wounds of the law-enforcers. The offspring of the powerful naturally receive “preferential treatment.” As long as they don’t cross the line with terrible crimes, the special agents can only give them verbal warnings when they come. The world is so unreasonable, especially the existence of “social order” makes “indirect punishment” unrealistic and makes “hidden threats” more real. “You may say that is an exception…. But just in a small ancient city, are there few exceptions that get similar preferential treatment? Wenter, Ji Jun, do you need me to list them one by one? An order without power is meaningless.” Repeating words seem to affirm his beliefs, but also hint at his future. “You mean, you will become Liu Erdao in the future?” “…If someone has to stand above the blue sky, why can’t it be me?” Calm words, emotionless tone, but at this moment, everyone knows, no need to say more. This is not the first former guardian who chose to abandon the “path of order,” nor will it be the last. “Bang!” A gunshot announced the start of the battle. But the first one hurt was the sniper! The fully armored special agent sniper lay bloody on the ground, clutching his eye in agony. “Mirror Walker!? Damn it! Stay away from all mirror pieces!” The sharp blade emerged from the sniper scope, giving the sniper no chance to react. The joint attack of three captain-tier attackers undoubtedly fell through. The Mirror Walker, is a rare advanced profession associated with the side of an Evil God. As a practitioner of spatial abilities, its advancement surpasses the normal Runner. It demands an extreme level of talent, professional skills, and control over spatial abilities. In return, it offers a “near-teleportation” ability to traverse between “mirrors”. In a city area like ruins, mirrors and shards of glass were everywhere. Undoubtedly, it was a terribly unfavorable battlefield. “Boom!” After brief combat, Lei Huoren never intended to flee. The special agents needed time to set up the battlefield, didn’t he? “Snap.” With a snap of his fingers, a scene emerged that reeked of despair. The Blade of Water Wings had quietly unfolded, its diffused mist settling into puddles on the ground, only to be rapidly frozen into ice by the cold air. In the air, “Ice Mirrors”, forcibly condensed, started to appear one after another. When countless mirrors appeared simultaneously, Lei Huoren was reflecting in them with distorted light, looking like a grotesque figure. “…Do you have the power to stop me?” Speed is not dreadful. But the speed achieved through perfect control, omnidirectional scouting, and complete spatial perception is beyond the strength level that a normal tier can describe. Light appeared in every corner. And the “Heart Blade Flow Fire” melted into the light. Light isn’t deadly. But the “ice blade” that melted into the light is lethal. Tens of minutes later, the luxury assassination squad composed of three captains, with two severely injured and one lightly injured, was forced to retreat… Lei Huoren, standing again on a platform, was still calm, looking at the distant light. To him, if life had a color, then after the initial grey-black, all that remained was a void as white as emptiness…or perhaps not even “white”, just “empty”. “…Really, nothing has changed.” A mind reader, a perceiver of negative emotions’ color, had grown accustomed to infinite black and grey, and the fickle and wicked nature of the human heart. He treated every evil with calmness and equality. After reading countless wicked hearts, no matter how heinous a crime, he could no longer feel anger… he was just numbly performing his duty. He originally thought he would remain like this, but then one day he experienced his first taste of… reluctance? Regret? Or powerlessness? Or disappointment? Somehow, the humanity he had lost had returned in this manner. Watching his colleagues and captains, who once shone with warm colors, now turn to bloody conflict against each other, he felt his last anchor had slipped… perhaps “slipped” wasn’t the right word, he just began to think. “I am destined to die, my past seems meaningless. What is the point of my perseverance, my efforts? Perhaps, I should have faced the reality sooner…” The deranged Evil God was singing and dancing joyously on the platform, the “good people” below were rapidly falling into sin, yesterday’s righteousness had turned into illusion, and yesterday’s steadfastness into a joke. “…Why? Because she is stronger?” That’s the way it was and that’s the nature of the era. She was stronger, so she could do as she pleased. In the same dire straits, Xia Qin didn’t change at all. Even after seeing her formerly trusted colleagues turn against each other, she still stuck to her principles….Staring at that blinding light, Lei Huoren felt he had somehow broken down. The woman opened her eyes, and the young man closed his. Trust? What nonsense. In the face of overwhelming power, all beliefs, laws, and orders have become a joke. Aren’t we just waiting to die? If I had power, I wouldn’t have….Shuiyun, Mom, Dad, I’m sorry… “Lei Huoren!” The roar suddenly woke the young man; narrowing his eyes, he looked at the person he had blocked. “…It’s too dazzling.” So he thought for a moment and tried to darken it. “Captain Xia, I was the one who called the Sophist. I am the source of all this mess.”

Chapter 247 - 247 228 The Origin

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